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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 27, 2006 13:38:16 GMT -5
This is a group stories that I'm writing, it's fairly short and a little depressing but don't worry, it's just fiction. The main Character's name is Charianne and these are the tales of a deranged, twisted existance...
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 27, 2006 13:54:44 GMT -5
Charianne lived a fairly happy life as a young child, her family had more than enough money and her grandparents visited often. Charianne would also stay up late at night reading, awaiting the time her father would get home from work. Her father was a lawyer and would always be busy at the office till the late hours of the night. Charianne nonetheless loved her father despite the fact that he was never around, she adored her mother though. She had four brothers and an older sister named Melody. Melody had brain damage and she spent hours motionless on the couch, breathing and making various cooing noises. Despite the fact Melody was a year older than Charianne she had the intelligence of a three week old child. Charianne didn't care much about her sister though, she never really knew her, she wasn't even a person to her. Charianne's life was moderately good... well untill the day that Melody passed away...
That day was normal, in the sixth year of her life her mother was feeding Melody when Melody became still, she was dying- a heart attack in fact. Melody's heart stopped beating that day. Her mother came into a rushed panic and she told Charianne to call the hospital. Charianne rushed to the phone and began dialing to get the people over to help the dying person whom was supposedly her sister. She was asked question after question till her mom eventually asked for the phone and finished the questions. Charianne then went and sat on the floor and began to watch. The sound of sirens rang through the air and she stood up, curious to see what was happening everywhere. She watched from the hallway as paramedics ran in, police too- even firemen. Her mouth was open wide as she watched, they began CPR and she wanted to help. She was told there was nothing she could do so she just watched from afar. That day Melody passed away with the sound of sirens all around her. To Charianne it was an unfortunate event but it hailed a long series of pain and torture.
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Post by baha on Jul 27, 2006 15:02:42 GMT -5
((awwww itsh a sad story ='/ ))
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Post by hannah montana on Jul 28, 2006 18:44:37 GMT -5
((It's pretty sad, but my friend wrote this one story that was so sad I was crying through the whole thing....But yeah, I like writing fantasy, so I think this would be cool to add on:
Charianne is fifteen and one day thinking about Melody, and then she turns around in her room and Melody is there, she's older now as well and extremely beautiful. "M...Melody?!" Charianne stutters and Melody gives a kind smile. "Yes, Charianne. That day, I did not die. When they took me to the hospital, I escaped the help of my followers." Charianne looks confused. "Followers?" Melody nods. "Yes. I am not human, Charianne, and not of this world. I am the Princess of the Elves, and in fact the ONLY heir to the throne...."
Oohhh twisty!! xD ))
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 29, 2006 19:56:19 GMT -5
(*nods* that would be interesting, but not logical because people who are mentally disabled do not develop normally so Melody would have looked different than any normal people and why would an elf spend seven years of her life lying on a couch, not talking at all? sorry about that. I'm a little sensitive when it come to people changing my stories.) Charianne continued to stay up late awaiting her father's return home, despite the loss of her sister and she would greet them every evening before running up stairs to go to sleep, she then began having to stay up later and later to see her father till he didn't come home one night. She began to notice more and more occurances like this so she grew curious and began investigating through her father's nightstand till she found them, four pictures that continued to play through her mind whenever she thought about her father. There was a woman in these pictures, she had never met the stranger before but she knew they couldn't be good so she removed them from the dresser and awaited her father to come home and ask about them later that night. She stayed up as usual and when her father came home she walked up and asked about the pictures, "They're nothing at all, but you need to learn not to go through other people's things." he said as he took the pictures and headed up the stairs. A few days later Charianne began to realize what was going on, her parents began fighting and eventually her dad just stopped returning home, Charianne's mom told her he was 'Taking a break' from ths moment on she had hated her father. He had lied to her and her mother who didn't even know about the pictures at all. Charianne told people about the pictures but nobody could beleive a child would speak so harshly about her father over things nobody else had seen so they always told her to stop lying, or stop being so harsh to her father and that it was nothing.
Three years later the news came, her parents were officially divorced and the woman in the picture's name was Candy and she had a new daughter. Charianne went to her father's new house and was showered in gifts and her father spoke harsh words about Chariannes mother, he was trying to look better than her, place all the blame on her to make him seem better. Charianne didn't like this and hated him more and more because of it. Everyone now knew that Charianne had been right about her father, and jealosy soon swept in over her when she saw happy families on television and especially towards her half sister whom her father loved more, she was always acting intelligent and getting good grades when she got into school, most of all she was fit. THe years of switching between houses and depression upon Charianne had caused her to become overweight and she tried to lose the extra weight but it never left, like a constant reminder of the sufferning her father had caused. None of this made it any better for her at school, she had become emotionally unstable and seclusive towards her classmates and she began to let her grades slip farther and farther.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Jul 30, 2006 7:19:50 GMT -5
Charianne would sit in class like everyone else so they wouldn't know and so she began to learn how to plaster a fake smile on her face every day so they wouldn't find out how broken she was inside, how she felt nothing at the death of her sister, and how she found out she had discovered her father's betrayal so early. She would do the work absentmindedly as she began to think up stories, the woman in her stories always remained nameless and as did every other character but they twisted and grew till she knew the whole lives and tales of the characters she had created. She only pictured these people as her freinds and she would spend her whole recess not with the other children, she found them immature and due to her slightly heavier disposition she didn't like long games of soccer or running around playing tag so she talked with the teachers. It was their job to be nice to the students and help them, she always had a conversation here but she soon began spending every recess talking to the teacher and the teachers became worried so they put a stop to it.
"You should go play with the others." "But I don't want to." "Trust me, you'll have a good time." "No I wo-" "I'm not going to let you stand around and do nothing, okay?"
And so Charianne walked off and began to circle the large feild, walking till they were called inside. Nobody ever asked her what she was doing, but she could work on her stories as she walked. Soon those stories became more real to her than reality. She then slipped farther and farther into her seclusion and her grades moved farth and farther till she was assured to fail the grade. She didn't though by some miracle, maybe things were looking up.
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Post by baha on Jul 30, 2006 17:10:38 GMT -5
(( omg that's so sad.....='( ))
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 13, 2006 12:09:21 GMT -5
Charianne got her first friend in fourth grade, her name was Jessica and she was one of the 'popular' kids. Jessica was completely different from Charrianne so she began to change from the influence of Jessica. Jessica made Charianne learn lyrics to various country songs that they would sing together to pass time and Charianne's stories lost thier sheen till they were forgotten- besides real friends were better. Charianne spent all her time trying to please Jessica since she had no knowlege of what a good freindship actually was like. Charianne's life became dominated and she would have a blast on feild trips with Jessica but after school it was different, Charianne wasn't supposed to hang with Jessica off of the school grounds it was a 'social status' thing, apparently Charianne would get it when she was older. At the end of the school year came summer and Charianne was bus making plans for things to do next school year, wasting her summer away so it would be easier for Jessica in sixth grade.
That's not how things went though... Charianne got back to school and Jessica had a new best friend, someone thinner, and more like her. Charianne now had none of her stories to comfort her and her imaginary friend was gone now like a dream formed many a dark moons ago. Charianne had no friends all throughout the fifth grade and she barely passed yet again, her life was a wreck and the therapy her parents were making her take wasn't helping much either. She hated talking to people about her feelings, let alone strangers! Nonetheless she had her fake smile all throughout the year untill she was able to cry alone in the darkness of her room at night. People always betrayed her, nobody could ever be trusted.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 13, 2006 12:31:16 GMT -5
Charianne entered the sixth grade with new hope, at her school it was the beginning of Middle School so she had the thought of a fresh start, she entered the school elections but due to her failing grades she was forced out of them by the teachers so she could focus more on school. She still had her free time though, every week on friday she would be able to do whaatever she wanted. She would usually have detention due to forgotten homework though so every moment of free time was cherished in the lonely spirit she now had. Then Charianne got her first true friend. She went by the name of Kylie and she started out popular in the school year and won the student elections but when she became Charianne's freind everyone else gave her a choice, popularity or friendship with Charianne...
Finally someone stayed by her side.
Kylie lost many friends but she had Charianne as a friend now and they both proved themselves to be odd when it came to having a good time, they would mold and create inside jokes that made them look insane to everyone. Nonetheless they would hang out during free time in the library and would go to each others houses and play video games such as DDR, they were best friends forever till the end of the school year began to roll around. Free time became two weeks apart instead of one and Charianne could keep herself from getting a detention that long and she was never able to spend time with Kylie. She spent two weeks working her hardest, passed every test and turned in every assignment so she wouldn't have a detention till the day came and she was free! Free that is untill the principal saw her.
"What are you doing out here? You're supposed to be in detention!" "I worked hard and I don't have any detention." Charianne smiled happily, something she didn't do that often, this was a true smile. "You haven't earned a single free time at all, now get in that classroom, now." "I EARNED IT!! What are you talking about! This isn't fair!" er smile faded instantly to a frown as she yelled at the principal. "Get in that classroom now!"
Charianne trudged off to the classroom to sit for the long hour as she stared at the wall, the long silence was haunting and she eventually made it through. She no longer had any drive though and she stopped working whatsoever, she failed that year and she began public school, only contacting Kylie through email and no longer seeing face to face. Kylies parents had high standards and since Charianne wasn't in private school she was no longer allowed to go over to Kylie's house. She was alone yet again.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 13, 2006 12:38:39 GMT -5
Charianne thrived in Public school and she got another friend as her stories rewrote themselves and she became a regular user of the internet, her life enveloped in the fantasies that twisted in the roleplays she formed, her character incomplete, no memories with a constant undefeatable enemy Akira was the protagonist and she created the enemy, a demon. Akira had no memories as Charianne wished she was and Akira excelled in everything she had failed in. Charianee relished this realm she had created till one RPer had shaken it by it's very roots with his influential Dark Elf. Charianne was isolated from the world when she found someone that intruiged her and she continued on the RP, Akira became whole that day and her enemy was defeated... Charianne didn't know why but that gave her hope somehow and she began to excell in school and she even got into an advanced english class, unfortunately she failed and only one extra credit assignment kept her from retention but she now knew she could make it and she had her new hope inside of her.
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Post by Señor Sunday Friday on Aug 13, 2006 12:52:31 GMT -5
Charianne grew bored so she decided to memoir the sad times in her life on a website she had grown to love, the RPer she had met was there (she had invited him... yes you know who you are) and she had friends here so she decided to entrust them with a few of her memories, she was too shy to tell them about her life so she changed the names but once she had finished quite a few of them she felt confident with herself to tell everyone that she wasn't named Charianne at all and that Charianne had been on the website all along. This is my confession, the torn life of Charianne is my own, her story is mine her soul matches mine and this is just a clipping of my life I have confided with you all, seven chapters, six memories, one confession.
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Post by baha on Aug 13, 2006 14:32:16 GMT -5
AWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! *freaks out and grabs Suzume, dragging her away* O.O
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Post by hannah montana on Aug 13, 2006 14:38:32 GMT -5
((Well, if she was an elf, she wouldn't be a retard would she? Well, elves LOOK different from people so yeah. Plus, they are magickal, so she could alter her appearance a bit...And she would do that to be around her sister whom she loved to death instead of being alone for seven years? Well, I'M just suggesting a fantasy version. I'm that kinda girl...))
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Post by Ladd Russo of the Russo Family on Aug 13, 2006 15:10:09 GMT -5
Suzume.... *cries* =\
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Post by hannah montana on Aug 13, 2006 19:27:17 GMT -5
((How can you think that's sad?! That's the world, man! I may just think emo or something. But yeah, that or it was just my summer. First, my neighbor--whom I loved as a child and hung out with like she was my grandma--died. Then, my dog choked to death and bleed to death right in front of me (so I feel like it was my fault and cry every night). And then my grandpa died a slow, tormenting death with people fighting in his hospital room (mostly verbally, one physical fight where my mom kicked my aunt's ass...but my aunt started it so...), and all that stuff. So yeah. My summer sucked. I know sadness.))
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